There once lived a swan
her world a hullabaloo
beauty camouflaged in flaws
her spirit the strongest hue
she battled on
with the current upstream
struggling to catch up
hesitant to break a beam
landing herself in an unfamiliar dawn she began to swallow the verity alone intense and vulnerable
she bore a heart of mayhem masked under serenity on one of those days of flounder
a cob flew down , his wings fluttering he dabbled along her side
helping her reach her food with a swing as he swam past her wake
sweeping the ruffling ripples with ease the still waters transpiring her reflection
he made her look at the beauty she never knew she was
as the moons shined on
the cob continued showing her the path
the obstacles never seized, but she would now not dither as she realized she was indeed a beautiful pen held together by his soul – her lead
Author: Anusha Akella
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Author Bio: A 25 year old amateur writer, exploiting the therapeutic facet of expression in the form of text.
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